MY HANDS ARE TIED

My hands are tied
I can't move
Forced to do what my mind tells me to
Good or bad I don't have a choice
I wish I could control my own thoughts
But that's impossible I know
No matter how hard I try
Things can only go worse
I wish I could not think
I wish I could not feel
I wish I was deaf
I wish I was blind
Then maybe I wouldn't suffer
I wouldn't have to do that to feel better
I wouldn't have those fears
I wouldn't have to hide
I wouldn't be a slave
Of that dangerous addiction